When Gwen and her baby friends want more snack they smack the table, like tiny blackjack players asking me to hit them, except for instead of cards it’s little cheese crackers. It’s pretty much the cutest thing.

What ISN’T the cutest thing is Gwen’s new scream. The other weekend when she had a fever she invented all kinds of new ways to scream and cry and she kept her favourite. Now whenever she is hungry or mad or tired or frustrated or hurt she screams this horrible, horrible scream at me. NOT COOL, GWEN.

I kind of have a lot of stuff going on right now, I’m slowly figuring out how I’m going to photograph all my new little things for my shop and the branding and the pricing. Here’s a test set up I threw together the other night:
Cute, right? Maybe this week I’ll finally get the real pictures done, haha.